A lot of the fiction I read growing up was post-war American, and not all of it centers on Manhattan, but around people of the Mad Men generation, people like John Cheever and, in more modern times, Don DeLillo, who I always mention.
People will kill you over time, and how they'll kill you is with tiny, harmless phrases, like 'be realistic.'
I quite fancy the 1940s. I like the trams and the trousers.
We are both drawn to surreal situations so the writing was a joy.
I'm Irish, yeah, but I don't need to get up on a soapbox about it.
The trend now is to get away from stage bound sitcoms.